[RL - Haruhi, open to Jenny and Donna to jump in~ - This was unexpected, what do we do now?]

[timey_wimey]

[The Doctor ran as fast as his legs could carry him through the corridors of the TARDIS, panting in his hurry to get to Haruhi. Omega, he was so worried about her. As if Lockon wasn't enough - enough for all of them - Haruhi was still sick, and all this stress couldn't be good for her fighting off the infection that was still stubbornly clinging to her system. That sound... that hadn't sounded good.

Damn it. He wished this would stop happening. Or at least stop happening all at once. Haruhi could yell at him or cling to him, whatever, but he was sick of seeing her so sad. That was happening far too often lately.

He tore around the last corner and burst into her room, wild-eyed.]

Haruhi?

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[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[Haruhi was a tiny form in the corner of the room, hunched over in a tiny ball. She was shaking like little leaf in the corner and no longer screaming or even crying. She was just staring at the wall in front of her with no emotion on her face. There was defenitely a funny smell in the room and what appear to be blood stains on the floor]

[timey_wimey]

[The Doctor's eyes scanned the room breathlessly and he wrinkled his nose up at the smell, crossing gingerly over to Haruhi and kneeling down in front of her, taking her hands in his]

Haruhi?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him with haunted eyes, blood staining her shirt and mouth]

[timey_wimey]

...

[His expression freezes in shock and worry - he can guess that what's happened is one of two things, neither of which are good, but he tries to keep his voice steady.]

Haruhi, did you cough this up or were you sick?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[starts to tremble a bit]

G-got sick.

[timey_wimey]

[Breathes a small sigh of relief - not much as throwing up blood is still pretty damn bad, but she's got enough wrong with her lungs as it is.]

Alright. Okay. [Pause] I'm gonna need to move you out of here so I can get you cleaned up, alright?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[nods and tries to stand up]

Didn't mean to.

[timey_wimey]

[Supports her as she does so until they're both standing]

It's not your fault. Come on, we'll go and take a look at you.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[chokes and half-coughs, half-gags some up more stuff as she tries to stark walking]

[timey_wimey]

[As they start walking he carries on supporting her and throws her a worried glance]

Do you want me to carry you?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head]

I can...can do it.

[timey_wimey]

[Nods, but still carries on supporting her a little as they walk.]

Alright then. [Pause] When did this start happening?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[shrugs] I dunno...sometime ago.

[timey_wimey]

[A little more urgently] When? If you can remember, I need to know.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[starts to cough]

W-when h-he died.

[timey_wimey]

[Stops walking instantly and pulls her into a spontaneous hug. Things are starting to make sense now.]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[rests her forehead against his chest so she can avoid puking on him]

[timey_wimey]

[Quietly]

I see.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[dully]

See what?

[timey_wimey]

[Sighs and shakes his head before he finally disengages himself. Plenty time for hugging once she's been cleaned up and checked over a bit, after all.]

Doesn't matter. Come on.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[takes his hand and stumbles behind him]

Wish he were here.

[timey_wimey]

[Just... nods grimly and leads her towards the little TARDIS medical bay.]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[sniffles and coughs slightly, wishing she had her panda]

[timey_wimey]

[Aaaand into the medical bay we go. He sits her down on the bed and fetches a damp cloth so he can start cleaning her up first]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[sits quietly for probably once in her life as she lets him clean her up]